It was thundering last night. And lightning-ing as well. It seemed to stop by the time I went to bed, but then, just as I was drifting off to sleep, the sky came out with a single flash and thunderclap. And not just any thunderclap: a flawless Hollywood thunderclap, of the kind that I assumed was made up by movie studios and repeated until people forgot that it was made up and that, actually, thunder does not sound like that.
I now know, however, that it does sound like that, at least very occasionally. (And now so do you.)